Mo Shangjun knocked on the lighted office door next door.

The door was closed, and Xiong Zhixin sat on a chair to sleep. After hearing the knock on the door, she suddenly woke up, looked at the door, and recovered. Then she raised her hands and rubbed her eyes while whispering, "So fast?"

"Ok."

Mo Shangjun responded faintly.

Xiong Zhixin stood up from his chair and then looked down at the time on his watch.

It was almost eleven, and it was time for the students to take a break.

Randomly nodded, Xiong Zhixin said: "Then I will send you back."

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun echoed again, quite a careless taste.

Xiong Zhixin gave her a strange look, but didn't pay much attention. After picking up the key, he went downstairs with Mo Shangyun.

The rain was still falling, and Xiong Zhixin handed Mo Shangyun a dry towel to keep her warm first, and changed her clothes quickly after returning to the dormitory.

Mo Shangyun thanked him, and when the seat belt had not been buckled, he suddenly saw Xiong Zhixin pouring the car out, and then stepped out of the throttle and went straight out.

First lean forward, and then fall backwards, the ink on Jun was not hit lightly.

She fastened her seat belt at the fastest speed, and could not help but relax after the speed stabilized.

After a while, the car was driven downstairs to the student dormitory.

When he saw the dormitory building, Mo Shangjun was attentively preparing to step on the brakes suddenly. As a result, as expected, after driving downstairs at the fastest speed, Xiong Zhixin stepped on the brakes abruptly. He just hung the words "Yun Dan Feng Feng Qing" above his head.

"Instructor Xiong."

When unfastening the seat belt, Mo Shangyun shouted Xiong Zhixin.

"Ah?" Xiong Zhixin surprisedly turned his head and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Mo Shangyun said lightly, "Thank you for sending me over."

Xiong Zhixin smiled and waved his hand, "A trifle."

Mo Shangyun sighed, took off the raincoat to her, put the towel on it, and then drove down the door.

She walked quickly and entered the building in a flash.

However, after hearing the sound of Xiong Zhixin's driving away, Mo Shangyun could not help but glance back, seeing the speed of Cyclonus, shook his head helplessly.

Instructor Xiong.

People are what they are.

One "bear" instructor.

Remove the training cap, Mo Shangjun grabbed the wet hair, and then strode toward the stairs.

"Mo Mo!"

As soon as he reached the second floor, Mo Shangyun heard Yan Gui's emotional voice, and he was trembling with excitement for no reason.

At the next moment, a figure ran over, and Mo Shangyun did not dodge this time. He shook off the training cap in his hand, and immediately gave the swooping Yan to the drop of water.

Yan Gui immediately stopped honestly.

Then, pretending to smile at Mo, "Mo Mo, you finally came back, I thought you would stand there."

Mo Shangyun held his arms in both hands and scanned Yangui rumblingly. He asked quietly, "Did I seem to owe it to me?"

Yan Gui nodded subconsciously, but soon felt a sense of murderousness, so he quickly shook his head and said something extremely contrary to his heart, "How could my ink be punished!"

This seriously untrue statement was categorically said by Yan Gui. What he didn't know really thought he was telling the truth.

The corner of the mouth on the ink was slightly drawn.

"Too fake." Mo Shangyun commented silently.

"is it?"

Yan Gui raised his hand and touched his face, wondering which facial expression he didn't achieve.

At this time, Mo Shangyun had bypassed him, intending to continue walking upstairs.

Yan Gui reacted in time, stepped over three steps in one step, and stopped directly at Mo Shangjun.

"Dangdang Dangdang--"

Under the inexplicable sight of Mo Shangjun, Yan Guiyu stretched out his hand to the rear, then held it in a fist, and put it directly in front of Mo Shangyun.

At the next moment, let go of your finger and a long piece of cloth fell down.

Looking closely, it was awesome-a bright red scarf!

Mo Shangyun looked at him silently.

what the hell?

Also, where did he get this kind of stuff?

"Mo Mo--"

Yan Gui shouted at him happily, and raised his other hand, intending to grab the other end of the red scarf to unfold it, but before being able to grasp it, he was pulled over by Mo Shangjun.

Yan Gui was not careful, and the red scarf was taken away by Mo Shangyun.

"Thanks." Mo Shangyun played with the red scarf and casually said, "Let me remember the time when I was a young pioneer, full of commemorative time and positive energy."

"..."

Yan Gui was so suffocated by her shameless words that she couldn't even say a word.

Seeing that Mo Shangyun wanted to bypass him and walk up, Yan Gui recovered, and quickly reached out to stop her.

"Mo Mo, this red scarf makes you blindfolded." Yan Gui hurriedly said.

"Oh..." Mo Shangyun's long voice responded, and then looked at him with a smile, said, "Yan Xiaogui, you don't respect the young pioneers."

"..."

Yan Gui watched her wrap the red scarf around her hand twice, and it looked like a rag.

Who is disrespectful?

Yan Gui was very suffocated.

However, looking at the fact that the people who reverse the black and white are Mo Shangyun, Yan Gui dare not dare to speak out his doubts.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Yan Gui intends to adopt a roundabout policy, saying: "Mo Mo, you listen to me tell a story first."

"No time."

"..." There was a pause, and Yan Gui hurriedly said whether she was free or not, "This red scarf was borrowed from Dr. Du's son in the infirmary. He just became a young pioneer this year. It’s been a while since I’ve been soaking for a long time. For his sake, can you give us a chance to surprise you?”

"Soft and hard foam?"

Raising his hands wrapped in a red scarf, Mo Shangyun shook before him, and then walked up a step.

Yangui had a bad hunch and took a step back.

"Little half a day?"

Goulip repeated his words again, and Mo Shangjun went up another step.

Yan Gui stepped back a step silently.

At the next moment, Mo Shangyun sneered and took his fist back directly, raising his eyebrows and asking him, "You don't know that Dr. Du's son has gone to high school?"

"..." Silently, Yan Gui marveled incredulously, "Mo Mo, what do you know?"

It's amazing!

The news of his home is even better than him!

Mo Shangyun shrugged, threw the red scarf to him, and then walked up from him.

I've been to the infirmary several times, and I have seen Dr. Yan Gui said. When Mo Shangjun was bored, he heard the news they got while chatting.

Many times, it is often unintentional news that is more difficult to forget.

Yan Gui gave up the idea of ​​blinding Mo Shangyun's eyes, and followed him weakly behind him, walking step by step. What he didn't know was that he was afraid that Mo Shangyun might have lost his way.

On the third floor, Yan Gui feared that Mo Shangjun would go directly to the dormitory and rush to the side of Mo Shangjun, helping to point the direction of the slums. The thief said diligently: "Here."

Mo Shangyun glanced at him.

Yan Gui quickly said: "I didn't really tell anyone, but Ding Jing found me. She said that she wanted to give you a gift."

"..."

Mo Shangyun hesitated a little before raising his leg to the slum.

It's almost time to turn off the lights. Now the dormitory where the students live has balconies and toilets. Generally, after entering the dormitory, there are few opportunities to come out-plus the bad weather, you can't go out to find a remote place to review together. The dormitory reviewed by myself, so there was no figure in the corridor at all.

Mo Shangjun and Yan Gui came to the slums smoothly.

While standing at the door, Yan Gui subconsciously coughed, then knocked on the door with his hand raised.

There was no movement inside.

In fact, the door wasn't locked at all, and Yan Gui's move was probably to tell the person inside that the person was here.

As a code.

Sure enough, although he did not wait for a response, Yan Gui pushed the door open after waiting for a while.

However, it was not a surprise to greet Mo Shangyun and Yan Gui at the next moment, but Ding Jing's sullen voice, "I wiped, the match was wet, and it had not yet burned!"

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Yan Gui: "..."

The slums were dark, and even the balconies were blocked, so there was no light at all.

In the direction of the bed, you can see a figure standing, facing them in front, although the face cannot be seen because of the darkness, it must be Ding Jing.

Ding Jing glanced at the two people standing at the door, while still struggling to continue to match.

Mo Shangyun saw her perseverance, waited with Yangui at the door for a moment, and finally sighed, asking Ding Jing: "Oh, do you want to close the door for you and try again?"